roll of thunder.
a spark.
the sky cries.
something's been torn...
worn down.
it won't heal.
waves crash against sand.
the storm swells.
it's dangerous to be here.
but something...
someone...?
has me under their spell.
inky water sprays my face.
someone is with me...
so close i can feel them breathing...
so far away they're silhouetted.
it's dangerous to be here.
the deep impressions made by my feet are washed away behind me.
he's calling me.
he's waiting.
i hear his voice.
seductive.
sweet.
"follow me."
electricity flies through the sky...
almost as if it know that he, a beautiful mystery unfurling infront of me, just took my hand.
i close my eyes.
the tempo of my heart is rushing.
tears come harder.
time stops as he turns to reveal himself to me.
thunder crashes.
my stomach flies to my throat.
...i can't find him.
my trance is broken, my heart along with it.
pain runs all through me.
i knew it.
i knew it was dangerous to be here.
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